It seemed as though he had no place to hide his shame.
He had always been too lazy to bother with others' affairs, maintaining a sense of safe distance. Yet, in that instant, he couldn't bear to see her anymore in such an awkward predicament like a child suddenly thrown into disarray, revealing a sense of panic starkly different from her usual demeanor.
So he walked out and interrupted the two of them.
She continued walking forward, the night wind lifting the hem of her skirt. Pei Yunmeng glanced at her and suddenly said, "The Ji Family's young master is noble and upright, virtuous and proper, unaware of human depravity. You need not take his words to heart."
"As for Jin Xianrong, he has been lecherous and without virtue these years. If he indeed used poison, it wouldn't matter much; consider it ridding the people of a scourge."
His tone was casual, like an offhand remark.
Lu Tong remained silent.
She naturally understood.
